A knock on the door brought Gita back to her senses. She was still lying in the bed, with beams of sweat forming on her forehead.
Dragging her feet out of the bed, she managed to get to the door. She knew Tatum was the one outside and she wanted to ask for his help.
As soon as she opened the door, she fell into his arms. Tatum immediately carried her inside and closed the door.
"Gita, what's wrong?" Tatum touched her forehead. "You are burning up!"
"It's nothing serious." Gita managed to say weakly, and added. "It's just that time of the month. The pain is just intense probably because of the stress, and the alcohol I took last night."
"Did you bring any sanitaries? I will go to the store and buy them immediately." Tatum stood up and Gita pulled him back.
"Actually, I have a list. I don't know if you will be able to get all of them for me?" Gita asked, forcing a soft chuckle.
"Of course, I will get them for you. Where is the list?" Tatum asked anxiously.
